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Issue # 4 May 2011
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

George Moore

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The Lake

at lightedge
rows me out into its center
exposed to the loons by
their measure, so close
the water could be broken.
At best an hour of progress
toward particular deeds
all ending in surface
saved from momentous
achievement, light gone
in last bloodbonds of color
as the loons call again
no shore and only air.